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Yo, what’s up? What got ya so uncharacteristically upset? ”
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        when he says uncharacteristically, something inside her seems to snap back into place. her frustrated expression replaces itself with stony indifference ; her voice is firmer than before.     my mom       her cancer came back. it fucking came back after twenty - one years, and there’s nothing i can do ... she can barely keep food on the table, gabe,     tatum pauses, staring hopelessly at her friend,   "  how the fuck is she ... how is she supposed to handle this by herself ?  

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“I can’t…fucking…get in. Can you help me with this piece of garbage door?”
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          babe ...     tate sighs, amused (   &   slightly on edge, you can hear it in her voice ) and shoves cre’s hand out of the way. she pushes the door open and smiles at him, propping it open in case he wants to walk through.     ... it’s a fucking push.  “
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– “If you’re a Gemini or a Taurus we can’t talk. Not even if your moon or rising signs are Gemini or Taurus. People with those signs, in any capacity, need to fuck right off. Bad vibes, do not pass ‘GO’, do not collect $200.
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          damn bro. that’s cold.     tate pauses, appearing to think thoughtfully for a moment.     ... my best friend is a gemini and he hasn’t brought me any bad luck yet.  
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Being locked up was one thing and miserable enough in itself, especially for someone that loved his freedom as much as Cre did, but locked up without his partner in crime? That was cruel and unusual punishment and he wouldn’t stand for it. So he stayed on his best behavior, giving the head of the facility the best smiles he had until his transfer request was finally approved and he was on the fast track to Oregon. But he was a sucker for a surprise, so he didn’t tell Tate he was on his way, not even as he unpacked his bags and asked around to see where he could find his favorite queen of green.
When he finally found her sitting there in the lounge, it was like seeing the damn sun after months of winter and he had an absolutely ridiculous grin plastered across his face before he even reached her. Coming up behind her, he covered her eyes with a laugh, leaning in close behind her. “Guess who! He’s awesome and fantastic and totally handsome and is gonna be totally pissed if you get it wrong.”
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        there’s nothing tatum values more than her free time. though she hates to admit it, being here is a hundred times better than prison       the food tastes okay, the people aren’t nasty, and her bed is comfortable. ( even the whole morally depraved, murdering stalker thing is tolerable as long as she gets to sleep in some days ). it’s a disturbed teen’s paradise, and tatum feels right at home.

        despite these considerable perks, and no matter how many blunts she smokes on the low, something’s been missing since the moment she arrived : CRE. it’s not the same without him ; facetiming and texting will never fill the hole in her heart. just thinking about him makes her eyes sting with despair       which is why, when a large pair of hands cover her face from behind ( interrupting her pitiful thoughts ), tatum immediately reacts.

          what the fuck ?!     she practically shrieks, her own hands flying to her face in an attempt to pry the other’s away. tate doesn’t pay any attention to what they’re saying - she’s too pissed to care. her mouth opens to swear as she finally manages to squirm away, but once she glances at the culprit all trace of animosity is lost.          what the fuck. what ... the fuck are you doing here ?       cre, WHAT THE FUCK ?!     though her words are irate, her tone is anything but. before she realizes what’s happening tatum is lunging forward, arms thrown around his waist and face smashed against his chest       if she’s tripping, she hopes she never comes back down.

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